Harry Potter Omega Level Mutant Fanfiction Novels & Stories

SOLOMON opened the door and stepped into the office. After he shrugged off his coat, he folded it over his arm. He hadn’t been sure what to expect when he arrived, but the hazel-eyed Omega staring at him defiantly hadn’t been it. What a lovely color those eyes were—more golden than green. Odd color for a werewolf, though, but what did he know? He didn’t know that much about the inner workings of a werewolf pack either, but he’d heard Omegas were… well, submissive wasn’t exactly the word he was looking for. Maybe passive was a better description, although the heated glance from his soon-to-be mate didn’t fall into that category. He also wasn’t expecting the scent of desire in the air that, if

He lifted his head and scowled, "You are a werewolf, an omega!!!" Skyla was downright scared and her wriggling intensified. She felt that either she was going to be violated or would become Owen's dinner. Werewolves and Lycans detested each other and this was clear from Owen's unnerved tone, "OMEGA! Who are you? What's your…" With that Owen released Skyla's hand to clear the hair that was sprawling all over her face to get a clear view of her face.

Before she could say anything, Alpha Kael stepped forward. His tall figure moved calmly through the scattered crowd until he stood only a few steps away from her. Unlike the others, he showed no fear. Only curiosity. And something else. Recognition. His silver eyes studied her carefully. “Your wolf just awakened,” he said quietly. Aria blinked at him in confusion. “My wolf…?” Damon scoffed loudly. “That’s impossible,” he snapped. “She’s twenty and hasn’t shifted once. Everyone knows she’s a defective omega.” The insult hit Aria like a punch to the chest.

That is real. “I, Kemira, omega of the silver moon pack, accept your rejection of our mate bond from you, Alpha Lev of the Silver Moon Pack.” I barely whisper, but I say it loud enough to take effect. I see barely any reaction to him. Except his wolf flashes forward in pain for a second before he is gone again.

Alvara asked in excitement. “ Omega level mutants are the strongest mutants with the most powerful potential mutant abilities and multiple mutant powers like immortality, extreme manipulation of matter and energy, high psionic ability, strong telekinesis and so on. They are the ones considered as the most serious threat, capable of wide scale destruction and totally impossible to take down or kill. They are the most powerful among all the other 5- level Mutants………......

And with it, the hunt. She placed her hand over her stomach again, this time gently. “You'd be safe” She whispered to the life inside her. “I promise it.” Behind her, Lowell drifted into a restless sleep, his breath evening out. Uriel stayed awake beneath the moonlight, scanning for movement. They had tried to erase her. Now, she would hunt them down. They would face the fury of the woman they created. The omega was gone. And in her place stood something far more dangerous.

"Little omega thinks she's worthy enough to go to the Mating Ceremony. How. quaint." Thane and the other wolf, a scrawny male named Fenrir , snickered in a consenting manner. "Yeah, Zephyrine, you're just a joke," Thane said. "No one wants a weak, pathetic omega like you." I tried to stand straight, even though three of them pinned me. "I'm not weak," I said, attempting not to let my voice tremble. "And neither am I pathetic. And I am very much as worthy to be at that mating ceremony as the rest.

But I acted oblivious to such insanity all these while, because it had always been a thought which she never said out loud, or infer. Finally, my lips stretched upward in a dark smirk, and I gave a slow nod of acceptance. The game was on now. Odessa had finally made her first solid move. "Ronan..." Knox muttered, sounding slightly perturbed. "Don't you think..." he paused, hesitant. "I think you should accept the omega already. Only she has what it takes to stabilize you." I looked at him, wondering how he came to such a conclusion. How exactly was a weak omega supposed to become the anchor capable of balancing both my werewolf and demon sides?

Shaking my head, I look over at her with a frown on my face. "I'm sorry miss," I murmur, "But we have some bad news.." "What?" she spits, "What could possibly be so bad that you can't come right out and say it, you mutt." "Excuse you?!" Alex snarls, pushing me behind him, "No one and I mean NO ONE calls my mate a mutt!" "Well it's the truth isn't it?" she smirks, "She's worth little to nothing, isn't she? Nothing but an Omega."